Track 5: The Suggestion Box

Track 5: The Suggestion Box ​[Style: EBM, Industrial Dance, Fast Tempo, Glitchy, Distorted Vocals, Catchy, Aggressive] [Tempo: 140 BPM - Fast, relentless electronic beat] ​[Intro] [Sound of a phone ringing... and ringing... and ringing] [A robotic female voice] (We are currently experiencing higher than normal call volume.) (Please hold.) [Heavy, fast electronic bassline kicks in violently] ​[Verse 1] [Fast, rhythmic delivery. Almost rapping but very mechanical] Get on your knees and fold the hands. Submit your list of the trivial demands. "I want a car." "I want a wife." "I want a refund on my miserable life." You’re talking to the ceiling. You’re talking to the air. You’re sending up a signal that goes absolutely nowhere. The inbox is full. The server is down. I’m the only operator in this ghost town. ​[Pre-Chorus] [Music builds with rising synthesizer sirens] [Vocals become high-pitched and manic] Did you think he was listening? Did you think he cared? About the little tragedy... That you were scared to share? ​[Chorus] [Explosive, danceable beat. Very catchy and loud] BURN the letter! CUT the line! Your prayers are just a waste of time! Put it in the SUGGESTION BOX! I’ll throw it in the river with the rest of the rocks! (Nobody is home!) (You are all alone!) I’m filtering the noise and I’m hanging up the phone! ​[Verse 2] [Bass continues to drive. Vocals are sneering and sarcastic] "Please save grandma." "Please stop the rain." "Please take away the little needle in my brain." You beg for the miracle. You beg for the sign. But you’re just standing in a customer service line. I’m reading the requests and I’m having a laugh. I’m ripping all the photos of your idols in half. The management has changed. The policy is new. We don't give a damn about a single thing you do. ​[Bridge] [Music cuts to a rhythmic static pattern] [Spoken in a calm, soothing "automated" voice] Your suffering is very important to us. Please stay on the line. Wait time is currently... [Demonic scream] ETERNITY. ​[Synth Solo] [Fast, chaotic, arpeggiated solo that sounds like a computer crashing] ​[Chorus] [Maximum Volume - High Energy] BURN the letter! CUT the line! Your prayers are just a waste of time! Put it in the SUGGESTION BOX! I’ll throw it in the river with the rest of the rocks! (Nobody is home!) (You are all alone!) I’m filtering the noise and I’m hanging up the phone! ​[Outro] [Beat continues to pound] [Sound of a dial tone: EEEE-EEEE-EEEE] [Spoken calmly] Click. [Silence]